Han Chen understood what Nan Yan meant, so he comforted him: "Don't worry, Mr. Ji has his own destiny, and everything will be fine."
There was a hint of certainty in his tone.
It's just that Nan Yan was in a heavy mood and didn't hear it at all.
She just nodded perfunctorily and said: "Such a big thing happened, Jijiu and the others..."
"Because our place is the scene of the first crime, it has been temporarily sealed off. Young Master Shijiu has also been sent to the Lu family's old house and is being raised with Mr. Lu. There should be no serious problems. Please don't worry."
"As for Miss Ye and her mother, after cooperating with the investigation, they have been picked up by Mr. Si."
After hearing this, Nan Yan nodded with relief.
As long as people are fine, that's fine.
"Then please cooperate with us in handling the follow-up work."
As Nan Yan said, the door to the operating room behind him had opened.
She immediately turned around and saw that Lin Jinchi had been pushed out.
His face was pale, and there were still needles hanging on the back of his hands.
"Doctor, how are you?" Nan Yan asked anxiously.
"The situation has been stabilized for the time being. It almost hit the heart. Fortunately, Mr. Lin is lucky."
The doctor said, and explained some postoperative precautions.
Nan Yan nodded in response and unconsciously touched the man's cold hand.
A layer of distress overflowed from her beautiful eyes.
And this scene was all caught in the sight of Han Chen who was standing aside.
Lin Jinchi woke up ten minutes later.
At this time, Nan Yan was standing by the bedside. After notifying the anesthesiologist, a doctor came over to observe his condition.
"It's nothing serious anymore. Just rest and be fine. The wound needs to be dressed every day," the doctor warned.
Nan Yan nodded repeatedly.
"Don't worry..." The man's voice was like a mosquito.
Even so, Nan Yan still heard it clearly.
"Don't talk and have a good rest."
Nan Yan said, gently helping him tidy up the quilt.
Because of excessive blood loss, Lin Jinchi quickly fell asleep again.
Nan Yan stared at that pale and handsome face, feeling extremely guilty.
She walked out of the ward and then took out her mobile phone. There were several missed calls on it.
Nan Yan returned to Ye He first and briefly explained the situation.
After checking that Little Nipple Tuanzi was safe again, it was Mr. Lu's turn. She was about to make a call when she saw a trembling figure walking over.
"Grandpa, why are you here?"
Nan Yan was surprised and stepped forward quickly.
Mr. Lu shook his head and asked first, "How is Jin Chi's situation?"
"It's nothing serious. I'm resting now."
Nan Yan wanted to help the old man sit down, but the latter waved his hand and walked straight to the ward.
After opening the door and taking a look at Lin Jinchi's condition, the old man was willing to sit in the lounge.
"This child, alas..."
The deep sigh was filled with heartache.
"It's okay, Grandpa, you don't have to worry too much."
Nan Yan tried his best to speak in a relaxed tone, hoping to comfort the old man.
Mr. Lu nodded, but his face still showed a bit of coldness:
"Song Yihuan is a scourge, we must catch her!"
Nan Yan lowered her eyelashes, and a hint of gloom flashed under her eyes.
Yes, if it weren't for Song Yihuan, Lin Jinchi wouldn't have been injured trying to save her.
His hatred for that woman has simply reached an all-out level.
Mom, child, Song Fei.
Four lives were lost, not to mention Lu Weiyan, who was imprisoned for this, and Lin Jinchi, who was injured.
How many people must this woman kill before she is willing to give up?
Nan Yan gritted her teeth and her voice became firmer: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely catch her!"
Nancheng has been under martial law, and she will not have the chance to escape.
It is urgent to catch Song Yihuan.
As long as you leave her outside for a day, she won't necessarily do anything bad.
"Grandpa, I'm worried about Shijiu. He is Song Yihuan's child. Now she has been forced to use Song Fei to make a fatal move. She will definitely not let go of Shijiu's life-saving card."
Mr. Lu also nodded with a solemn expression: "That's what I guessed, so during this period, I will also move back to my old house, and I will send more bodyguards to the house. But Nanyan, you have to be careful yourself. Don’t let her catch your eye.”
"I know, I'm worrying you."
The grandfather and grandson talked for a while, and then the old man left.
Throughout the day, apart from taking care of Lin Jinchi, Nan Yan spent the rest of the time trying his best to track down Song Yihuan's whereabouts.
But before she could find anything, Ji Li came to the door first.
"Miss Alina... no, ma'am, sir, there is something... I want to tell you."
Nan Yan frowned and said in a deep voice: "Ji Li, I am no longer Mrs. Lu a long time ago. You should pay attention to what I call you."
Ji Li was a little disappointed, but finally sighed and said: "Miss Gu..., I know it is difficult for you to forgive your husband for what he did, but this matter is very important and concerns Song Yihuan. Please be sure to meet with your husband. "
Nan Yan glanced worriedly in the direction of the ward. Lin Jinchi had been sleeping all day due to excessive blood loss, and she had not found any useful clues so far.
Right now, catching Song Yihuan is the most important thing at the moment.
Even if there is some personal grudge between her and Lu Huaijing, they can put it aside for the time being.
Thinking of this, she finally nodded.
"Okay, I understand, you can arrange the location."
Ji Li was very happy to see her saying this. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Thank you very much. I'll make arrangements right away."
evening.
Qian Jue Zhai.
Nan Yan arrived at the appointed room on time and opened the door. In the simple and elegant room, only the curl of green smoke filled the air.
Sitting beside the tea table was a tall and proud figure.
Nan Yan stepped forward, keeping a distance.
"Mr. Lu, if you have any problem with me, just tell me!"
The dark eyes were fixedly looking at the woman who deliberately kept her distance. The handsome man looked obviously unhappy.
"Miss Alina, are you so guarded against me?"
The hoarse voice surprised Nan Yan.
Only then did she notice that the man in front of her seemed to have lost a lot of weight.
His face, which had always been handsome, actually showed signs of depression at this moment.
A pair of falcon-like black eyes were therefore even deeper, and the cold gaze was even more obscure that she couldn't understand.
Nan Yan thought of everything that had happened before and still stood there.
"Mr. Lu, what you said is quite speechless. Your offensive behavior a few days ago left a deep impression on me.
Is it possible that in your eyes, I only have seven seconds of memory? I want to keep a distance from people who have no sense of boundaries. There seems to be no problem, right? "
If you are indifferent, you are clearly drawing a clear line.
Lu Huaijing's eyes quickly flashed with a trace of hurt, and he was silent for a moment before speaking:
"Song Fei... was not sent by Song Yihuan, there was someone else who ordered her."
